Half Way Down There

 

 

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Wind whips down my back
I cling to the icy pole
Hoping to be seen

Fraying at the ends
I’m watching as people ask
What do my stripes mean

Pulled to the middle
My chain is yanked down with me
Looking on the scene

Who is it today
Yesterday were other men
Taps is played between

How many times o’er
Must I go half way down there
Till it is routine

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